The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Miss San, Aunt Mo Yu from the Eastern Palace is here." Su Yueming was bending over the desk and drawing something when Lu Rong led Mo Yu in with a solemn face.

Su Yueming's hands trembled, a drop of ink fell down, and an ominous premonition flashed in her heart, she said tightly -

"What happened?"

Mo Yu lowered her voice and said, "Miss San, the prince is not well."

what……

Su Yueming was startled, her eyelids jumped a few times, she immediately put down the pen and ink in her hand, and said:

"I will follow you into the palace immediately."

The night was like black ink, thick as if it was about to collapse. After a meteor fell in the sky, the sky and the earth became dark.

Su Yueming and Mo Yu were sitting in the carriage, her face was calm and expressionless, listening to Mo Yu talking about the current situation in the East Palace——

"The prince felt unwell early this morning, but there was no major problem, so he didn't inform the third lady. But when he just went to bed, he suddenly vomited blood. The situation seemed to be very bad. He called a reliable imperial doctor, but the prince didn't believe anyone. , I only believe in the third lady, so I came out of the palace to invite the third lady."

"Hematemesis?" Su Yueming frowned, and now the symptoms of poisoning and vertigo were probably distinguished.

Could it be that the medicine developed by Leng Ru didn't work?

"Is he conscious?"

"It's just weak, the person is sober, always called by Miss San's name."

"How many people know about this?" Su Yueming asked again.

She has only grasped the tip of the iceberg of the person hiding in the dark to set her up, and now she must not let that person know that something is wrong with the prince, otherwise the thief will definitely take this opportunity to bring him down!

Mo Yu said, "Not many, only trustworthy slaves, and Li Yuyi. Eunuch Liang said to invite the Sixth Prince, but His Highness stopped him. He said that only the third lady would come."

It seems that what she said to the prince to pay attention to Xuanyuan Qiche has worked, very good.

They galloped all the way to the gate of the palace, got off the carriage in a hurry, Mo Yu led Su Yueming all the way to the East Palace with his waist card, and did not arouse any suspicion along the way.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the East Palace was so heavy that it made people feel breathless.

"Miss San is here!" Eunuch Liang, who was guarding the door, was finally relieved when he saw Su Yueming.

"How is the prince doing now?" Su Yueming asked while walking to the prince's bed.

"It's not good. I vomited blood again, and now I'm unconscious." Eunuch Liang said nervously, his voice trembling.

Seeing her coming, the imperial doctors and servants around the bed automatically gave up their seats. She saw the prince lying on the bed, and suddenly stopped in her footsteps, her heart skipped a beat——

I saw that Xuanyuan Qihuang's eyes were tightly closed, his brows were tightly frowned, the face that made the spring flowers and autumn moon pale, the mountains and the deep seas, and the unparalleled face in the world, was as pale as paper at this moment, without any anger, his face was covered with sweat, and his lower body was full of sweat. The pillows were wet.

And the bed sheet under him, and the white skirt on his body, were all filled with bright red blood.

Like a mandala flower in full bloom, it bloomed all over his body.

Look, shocking.

"Your Highness, I'm here." Her heart sank, she walked forward, sat beside him, bent down and shouted, she clearly felt her voice trembling.

"Yueming, Yueming..." The prince still frowned, and murmured her name.

"Your Highness, I am here." Su Yueming squeezed the prince's blood-stained hand tightly, and whispered in his ear, shouting, "Your Highness, Yueming is here, I will protect you Yes, no one can hurt you."